Prologue

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 Life is filled with indefinite moments, you never know when your perfectly constant life is toppled over with just one glance, one word... one touch; his touch, and suddenly you're spiraling down a chain of events which you thought would only be confined to your darkest juvenile fantasies.

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i interacted with the devil when his deep mysterious gaze met my flustered one, i made a pact with him when i heard his hoarse captivating voice calling my name in a dangerously alluring manner.... i sold myself to him just with one touch of his sinful fingers against my bare skin. i knew it was wrong, it was utter madness, but i couldn't stop.....or maybe deep within i wanted to be a part of that madness...his madness

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    his eyes.. those dark mysterious eyes

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